"How did things turn out like this after you went out for a few days? What’s wrong with him? Why does he look so haggard?"
When Fisher returned carrying Hooked Kiss, he happened upon Mikhail in the room. He looked at the unconscious Hooked Kiss with a sowhat surprised expression and asked this.
At this mont, several large leaves covered his desk. He held a natural pen made of so kind of black carbon and was writing densely packed text and images on those giant leaves, which Fisher could not understand.
However, although Fisher did not recognize the specific aning of those images, he felt that they were similar to things he had seen in his mory.
He rembered when Cardinal David One gave him the chip, he had read its contents. The diagrams that recorded how the Cardinal constructed things were similar to what Mikhail was drawing at this mont.
Fisher looked at the drawings in Mikhail’s hand, paused for a mont, then shook his head and replied,
"Hooked Kiss lost sothing. We’ve been going outside to look for it for days, but haven’t found it yet, ending up like this..."
"It’s rare for Hooked Kiss to be like this, typically only when he talks about his wife does he get so excited... or when catching you in improper relationships."
"..."
Mikhail stroked his chin, then put his gaze back onto Fisher, scrutinizing him for a while before speaking again,
"Why do I feel like you’ve changed, too."
For humans with lower ranks, they are quite dull to the leap in life levels, because once the life level gap becos too large, this sensory magnitude becos less apparent. Earlier, Mikhail had fully familiarized himself with Fisher at Fourteenth Rank, and even now, as he entered Mythical Rank, Mikhail could still sense a difference.
Next to them, Helair smiled and patted Fisher on the shoulder, speaking to Mikhail,
"Wow, you’re quite sharp, even noticing that his kidney has beco stronger?"
"Kidney?"
Mikhail opened his mouth, a bit confused, while Fisher expressionlessly pushed her hand away, explaining no further. As he carried Hooked Kiss back to his room, he said,
"...I’ll leave Hooked Kiss to you for now. I need to rest for a while."
"No problem."
Mikhail lowered his head again to look at the drawings in his hand, while behind Fisher, Tangze Asuka, who was holding a basket of red bird eggs, seed to want to say sothing, but as she was just about to continue, Fisher had already left and quickly returned to his room.
Staring at Fisher’s closed bedroom door, Tangze Asuka pressed her lips together, looking worriedly at Helair beside her and asked,
"Um, is Mr. Fischer okay? He seems a bit...uncomfortable?"
"He should be fine. I already thoroughly checked his hair... body earlier, don’t worry, Little Tang Ze. By the way, do you want to see the cal I brought back? It can sing~"
"Sure, sure!"
"A gift from Fisher."
"...I, I have a little sothing to do, and... since tomorrow is Easter, I need to hurry and get these eggs ready."
"Oh, that’s a sha... But it really can sing, are you sure you don’t want to give it a listen?"
"Huh, huh?"
The voices of conversation outside the room gradually faded away, but inside, Fisher heard everything clearly.
This might indeed be a benefit of entering the Mythical Rank. His body was now unprecedentedly strong, but unfortunately, he hadn’t fully figured out what his powers were for. Could it really just be to strengthen his kidneys and reproductive ability as Helair ntioned?
Standing in the room, Fisher paused montarily, then suddenly rembered the information given by the Demi-human Girls Completion Manual earlier.
Hesitating for a mont, he slowly took out the Soul Completion Manual that he hadn’t read yet from his pocket.
"Buzz..."
He didn’t read it, but just by seeing the text on the manual’s cover, he heard a piercing ringing in his ears, as if from his soul. He imdiately closed his eyes, putting the Soul Completion Manual back into his pocket.
There would be severe consequences from continuing to read these Completion Manuals.
Fisher exhaled deeply and lay down on the bed, closing his eyes to rest. Such thoughts grew more determinate in his mind.
He temporarily put these matters aside, preparing to empty his mind completely.
Yet for so reason, that black ocean, which seed so familiar yet whose true aning he didn’t know, crashed once more into his mind.
In his state of exhaustion, the sound of the black ocean’s waves hitting rocks was like a lullaby, slowly enveloping his consciousness until he fell completely asleep,
"Hush~ Hush~ Hush~"
...
...
"Mr. Fischer..."
"Hush... Hush..."
"Mr. Fischer... Wake up quickly... Oh dear..."
"Hush... Hush..."
In his dreams, the sound of the seawater hitting the shore was so gentle. Fisher felt that the ocean was getting closer and closer to him, but with complete darkness in front of him, he couldn’t see the true visage of that ocean at all.
Standing in a pitch-black silence, Fisher didn’t feel fear, but rather a sense of familiarity.
So he strained his eyes towards the darkness in front of him, wanting to see through it, to glimpse the true appearance of the ocean hidden within it...
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